Is accomplice phone sex something you enjoy? I love it. To me, there is nothing better than killing together. I have killed and tortured on my own, but when I have a partner in crime, the crime becomes hotter. Keith and I snuffed his little cousin out this week. He has long fantasized about doing it. She is a cock teasing brat. She was so young that force fucking her holes would be noticed by a parent because some damage would be done. The only thing to do was kill her. I convinced him that he needed to snuff out her young life. I assured him too that I was the right accomplice. I could alibi him if he were to be a suspect in her disappearance. Plus, I told him I could make it look like she was kidnapped and sold into slavery. I can make a body disappear. I have never come under suspicion because I know how to destroy evidence and bodies are never found. I am smarter than Ted Bundy or The Green River Killer. I don’t have a dumping site that could one day be discovered. I got Keith worked up telling him my snuff sex tales. He was in. I kidnapped her while he was at work, so he would have an alibi for when she disappeared. Her bad babysitter was on her cell phone at the park paying zero attention to her charge. I lured her away with a puppy, a trick often used by sex traffickers. He met me in my cabin in the woods. She was tied up and naked waiting for him. He had a hard on in his pants seeing her like that. I watched him force fuck her tiny little holes for hours. He ravaged her body. Lots of pent up aggression for the cock teasing whore. Once her body was used up, I made a snuff porn with her. She was an easy kill. Her body will never be found. What are your sick fantasies?
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Payback with Torture Sex
He said it was going to be torture sex. He wouldn’t tell me his name. He said that didn’t matter. All that mattered was that I paid for being a bitch and a man stealer. He knew every sordid detail of my salacious life. I offered him money, but he was already paid handsomely. He tied me to a chair with leather restraints. I was stripped naked. He commented about my big whore titties. I started to scream, but before I could scream too long, he put my panties in my mouth to muffle me. With a sinister grin on his face, he started talking about how his clients wanted payback. There was no apologizing. He wouldn’t listen to my pleas. Pain was on his mind. He started with several whacks to my big fake tits with a cane. That cane hit my ass a few dozen times too. He affixed weights to my nipples and my clit. I felt like I suddenly had cow udders. Needles pierced my skin. I could feel drops of blood oozing out of my nipples. Drip drip drip. Blood cascading over my tits and pooling in my belly button. More whacks with floggers, paddles and canes all over my body. My skin was turning purple. I was starting to bruise. I was trying to itemize my sins in my head. It was too late to right the wrongs. This was my end. My skin was blistering, bleeding and changing colors from the abuse and torture. His goal was to ruin my big boobs, scar my body, ruin its perfection so I could not steal a man if I wanted to. I thought when he laughed at my ruined body he was done, but this was not just torture, this was snuff sex too. His hands clenched tightly around my throat as he squeezed the life out of me, making sure I knew I was dying for being a whore.
Full Moon Double Homicide
Strangulation phone sex really gets me off. Last night during the full moon I went for a walk in a nearby cemetery. I knew there would be some horny teenagers fucking under the full moon among the graves. I brought some blood wine and waited. I scored a cute goth couple getting it and silently made my way over. I pulled out my garrote and swiftly pulled the naked big titted girl down. Her gags were music to my ears. The guy was in shock and was staring at me as I killed his little fuck toy. She went limp and I released her. His dick locked even harder as I lowered my body on him and slid my black thong over and took his teenage cock into my dripping pussy. I rode him hard using my long nails to draw blood from his chest. He moaned and bucked me. I used my garrote this time to slowly take his life waiting until the prime moment his dick would erupt before I pulled with all my might and broke his neck. It was only then that I came on his still stiff dick. It was growing colder inside me and I rode it until I could feel the dark forces rising inside of me. I am an evil bitch with a pussy that gets soaked for snuff sex play, please join me.
He Made For The Perfect Stew
There was a guy who lived a couple houses down and I noticed he was always alone. He was so enamoured with me and was convinced I was a vampiress or something ridiculous. I walked down to his house and invited him over later that afternoon. He came over and I hadn’t had any dick in a while so I had him fuck me on the sofa, of course he was not going to be coming. His dick was a disappointment so I made him get me off by eating my bald tight pussy with my nice juicy fat lips. I got up and I was wearing my corset and long high heels boots, I round kicked him in the face dropping him to the floor. I stood over his body with the blood from his nose dripping down his chin, I was laughing at this loser. I smashed his face and he was groaning, I got down and held his head and said to him “ I will relieve you of your most precious organ and feed it to you, not like it would be much of a meal”. I smashed his face again with my heels and then I started smashing his ribs while rubbing my cunt. I loved the sound of his bones breaking and cracking. He laid there lifeless and I knew what I would do with him, I skinned him and cut up all his meat and cooked a stew with it. I made my way over to the local soup kitchen with my new stew and watched all those people eating that pathetic loser with a smile on my face.
What Are Your Killer Phone Sex Fantasies?
Killer phone sex fantasies are my specialty. I like helping men snuff out the lives of bitches. We all know a bitch or a cock tease that doesn’t deserve to live, right? Who do you want to kill? I can be a hit girl, but I prefer that you enjoy the kill with me. Trust me. You will regret it if you are not there to see her die; to see her tortured. The thrill of the kill is addicting. I killed my first person before I was out of high school. Been killing ever since because I love the thrill. I love the money too. Crime pays. Last night, I met up with Chris. He had a snuff sex fantasy of killing a young girl. It is a common fantasy. Just not every man can afford to make it happen or knows where to find the right accomplice. He knew where to look and he had the money to buy what ever sick thing he wanted. I found him sexy when I discovered his victim was a very young girl who was also his niece. He has been fucking her little bald cunt for years. Just now, she is old enough to tell daddy who has been hurting her little girl parts. He wanted one last moment with her, then he wanted her gone. Knowing that she was going to die after this fuck, made him go savage on her tiny fuck holes. She was wailing and crying so loudly it made my pussy wet. He tore her fuck holes up. It didn’t matter that he bloodied her holes. It didn’t matter that her insides were hanging outside because it was the last fuck of her life. I slit her throat and we used a bathtub of lye to destroy her little body. She will make good mulch. A missing young girl with no body is always blamed on the sex slave trade. Who do you want to make a snuff porn with today?
Bloody Phone Sex Fantasies
I have a secret. I have bloody phone sex fantasies. Maybe I watch too many horror movies. Or, perhaps I know I am a worthless whore. I love to die a gruesome death. In my real life, I am a pain slut and subby bitch. I like BDSM games and rough anal. I even like breath play and mummification. When it comes to fantasy, I go even darker than my real life, because it is a virtual death. When I am fantasizing about my demise, it is gory and violent. I want to go out with a bang! I have many snuff sex callers. It appears that many guys want to kill me and kill me brutally. Men need whores like me. I can be any bitch a guy hates. Or, I can be just me. Have you ever seen the Hostel movies? That is my biggest fantasy. I get wet thinking of being sold for someone’s darkest desires. I did a fantasy call last night that had my pussy dripping wet. I was kidnapped at a Rave and I woke up in a factory warehouse on an auction block. I was sold to the highest bidder and then put in a cell to await my fate. My fate was brutal and graphic. I was tortured for hours; slowly dismembered until I was a torso. Then I bled out as I got skull fucked. My caller was very detailed in the different objects he used to take off a limb. He even described the blood trajectory. I got super horny dying such a violent death. I scared my neighbors screaming so loudly. They thought I was really in danger and called 911. I had to explain to the cops that I was just a fantasy phone sex operator and no real harm had come to me. I promised next time, I wouldn’t scream so loudly, but I am sure I will break that promise soon.
He Didn’t Know He Was Fucking A Corpse
I have a guy that will do anything for me and I mean anything. On occasion I have him go stalk out malls or bars for those stupid kinds of whores that guys like to fuck, you know the kind all bubbly and what not. They make me want to gag myself, so he went and got this petite blonde with big breasts and big blue eyes. I slapped her around a bit and she tried to scream, I warned her that wasn’t what she wants to do. I had plans in mind for this bitch and so I decided to let her have a nice farewell not before I let my guy have his little bits of pleasure with her all tied up with her arms above her head. While he was throat fucking her, I was fisting her cunt and she was crying. I decided to pinch her nose so she couldn’t breathe and he went in even deeper, she passed and I got so wet looking at her lifeless body. I put an ad out and got an unsuspecting guy to come over. I told him a free fuck and he was all for it and down my basement steps he went. He got so hard when he saw her dressed up in school clothes, I told him she was passed out from the rape drug and to have his way with her. He jumped back and asked why she was a little chilly feeling, I told him that is what it does. So he ripped her panties off and started fucking her. I was laughing and rubbing my cunt, he had no idea that bitch is dead. Before he was about to nut I told him “you know you are fucking a dead corpse”, he freaked but couldn’t help but nut.
Killing on vacation
I am on vacation and while I am loving it, there has been a whole lot of work involved in it too. See, in order to get my perfect victim I had to actually pretend to be nice! Do you know how hard that is for me??? It worked tho, I found a guy that was dumb enough to fall for my charms and agree to get on a boat with me… it was the last mistake he ever made. We went out in the middle of the ocean where no one was around, I convinced him that we should drop anchor and swim in the deep water, well he jumped in first and I pulled up the ladder and just watched him. At first he thought it was a joke, but once he started getting tired of treading water he started begging for me to put the ladder down so he could get back on the boat, I just laughed and threw some chum in the water to attract some sharks. Then I just watched him struggle until the sharks finally just ate him all up! Now all I need to do is delete all the pics he took of me and I will have gotten away with the perfect murder!
Evil new boyfriend
When you start dating someone you like to see what peaks their interest and what can you do to make them feel good. When my new boyfriend started to bring me into his dark fantasies and his fetish, I thought he was playing and just trying to see my reaction. I knew he loved to push the envelope. I noticed he liked dark stuff when we got involved with one of his favorite things of all he enjoyed murder phone sex so much. I was shocked at how much of that he liked to do when we were going the distance. At one point we were about five hours away from each other, and we had a ton of phone fucks. When he told me how bad he wanted to fuck me till he could kill me, I laughed off. When I heard it in his voice how excited it was making him just strangling me till I was blue in the face, I knew he was a snuff fanatic. I played it cool and thought it was just a fetish. One weekend when he finally moved closer we were only two months into our relationship he told me he wanted to make one of those phone sessions reality. He assured me he was going to strangle me till he came then he would release. I guess I trusted him a bit too much because as soon as he got his hands wrapped around my neck, he wasn’t letting me go. I think I believed him a bit too much. The only thing he wanted more than anything was fucking a dead body.
Fun Time
My favorite toys are my knives .ill love slowly ripping your skin with my blade inching it deeper and deeper. Inflicting pain is boring to me. I love seeing your reactions. When my toys are engulfed in your body I want your pain to take me over. Let me see your face curl up in pain. Your eyes begging me to stop. Let me see your tears and hear your pathetic agony. That’s a good boy, you make my pussy so wet. It’s already twitching begging for your hard dick. You cant fool your master you beg and shake at the pain but your dick loves me. If you’re a good little pest I might reward you. Now for the real fun ill start by tieing your entire body to a tree all of you but your arm .i have special plans for that arm. I’ll attach the other rope above your elbow and taunt you as I attach the end of the rope to the trucks tow ball. Then ill put the truck in idol and watch as you scream in pain crying and begging. I can hear your skin ripping and I can’t help but finger myself. And as a smell your blood and watch your arm slowing ripping of your disgusting body I can’t help but want your big juicy cock.